Fantasy: Storytelling Covers the Sky, the Saint Falls in Love

Han Lian was unaware of the things that happened in the guest room.

At this moment, he was waiting for the audience to calm down.

It was not that he did not want to continue talking about the martial arts list. If the audience was still emotional, and he continued to talk about the martial arts list, it would be disrespectful to the audience and the martial arts list he made.

The audience had been listening to the story for a long time, so they naturally understood Han Lian's storytelling habits. After just a few breaths, the audience had quieted down.

Han Lian felt relieved to see that the audience was now somewhat"well-trained". He took a deep breath and said,"Ninth on the world's martial arts list, Yanbei King Yun Konglie!"

"Everyone knows that Yun Liuyuan, the founder of the Xunfeng Dynasty, conquered this land with the help of the ten clans and connected his bloodline with the dynasty's luck. Since then, the Central Plains has been stable and there have been few wars.

In order to gather the luck of the royal family, it was stipulated that no more than three people in each generation could practice the royal skills, seeking excellence rather than quantity."

"Because the fate of the throne is almost contrary to the way of cultivation, no matter how high the cultivation level is, the emperor will issue an edict to abdicate after two hundred years or five hundred years, and the prince will ascend the throne."

"Yun Konglie is the elder brother of the current Emperor Renzong, and one of the few older members of the royal family who has not yet succeeded to the throne."

"When the Empress Dowager Huizong gave birth, Yun Konglie was only ten years younger than the current Emperor Renzong.

He knew that his bloodline was inferior to his younger brother, so in order to reduce disputes over imperial power, he voluntarily went to Yanbei Road and did not enter Xundu without being summoned."

"At that time, the Empress Dowager Huizong looked at Yun Konglie and said to him:"Lie'er, do you want to be the emperor?"’？"

"He said frankly: My bloodline is not good enough and I am too lazy, so it is better to leave the throne to my younger brother"

"Empress Dowager Huizong asked again:"If so, what should you do?’？"

"He replied:"I once heard my father say that the demon country in Yanbei is eyeing us covetously, which is a big problem.

I am his elder brother, so I naturally have to go to Yanbei to see the scenery.

If he can stay in power, I will protect his throne for at least 500 years. After 500 years, if he is still willing to call me 'royal brother', I will agree to stop caring about him and live happily.’"

"After hearing this, the Empress Dowager Huizong just smiled and wiped away her tears, and never responded to him again."

"When he left, he only took with him the portraits of Emperor Huizong, the Empress Dowager, and the current Emperor Renzong. He did not take any other resources with him.

If the current Emperor Renzong were to recall the appearance of the young Prince of Yanbei, he would probably only remember the portrait."

"Although the royal family's method is unique, Yun Konglie is unwilling to practice it in order to cut off this luck.

When the demons attacked the city, he stood on the city wall and saw the two armies fighting each other, and his heart was filled with heroic spirit.

In his opinion, all kinds of methods are not as good as the martial arts methods used in the army!"

"From then on, the world lost a cultivator and gained a genius warrior."

"He has royal blood, and his martial arts training is just a gathering of wind and clouds. Although his strength is not extremely strong, he can use the wind and clouds to attack the enemy."

"Before he even reached the age of twenty, this member of the Xunfeng royal family, holding a gilded dagger, charged into the demon clan camp with a group of soldiers!"He was brave and brave, charging in the cold weather, jokingly saying he was thirsty for the blood of the demon clan."

"He is resourceful and even in a desperate situation, he can turn danger into safety and kill thousands of people!"

"He has the morale of the army. The Yanbei army has five million soldiers. Once he gives the order, they will respond like a flock of cranes and the sea will!"

"He is one of the few lords of the palace who has been stationed at the border for a hundred years without letting the demons break into the city in the 1,700 years since the founding of the country. He is also the first lord of the royal family jointly selected by Yanbei, Jinping and Jiqi!"

"When he was 200 years old, he had fought more than a thousand battles with few defeats, and led his troops to kill more than ten million monsters.

As the luck of the Xunfeng Dynasty circulated, it actually began to feed back with a luck!

Finally, when he was promoted to the Purple Mansion, he led 3,000 cavalry into Beiyuan, and flattened seven monster tribes guarded by monsters with the weak, and was added to the title of Marquis of a Mansion!"

"One hundred and thirty years ago, the eighteen demon nations deployed their troops in the Desolate South Mountain, with a total of one hundred powerful men and fourteen million demon soldiers.

They wanted to break through the Yanbei Pass and plunder the Central Plains.

The two sides fought in this Desolate South Mountain, with more than 20 million demon soldiers deployed. The battle lasted for several years.

More than thirty powerful monks died between the two sides, and the casualties were not counted, but not a single city was lost!"

"When the final battle came, Yun Liexue came with the gilded boringss, riding on the Flipping Cloud Beast, and killed eight Purple Mansion masters in a row, burning his own luck, entering the Nirvana realm, and finally achieving the Nirvana realm.

He borrowed the royal family secret treasure, burned his own life span of 500 years, pushed his own cultivation to the peak of Nirvana, and beat the setting sun in the sky with blood, and finally killed the rulers of the three demon kingdoms, shattered the demon clan's Tianlang earth veins, and caused the defeat of the eighteen demon kingdoms!"

"This battle alone ensured that the northern border of Yan would remain stable for nearly a hundred years. Although there were still demons attacking the border, they were all insignificant.

After this battle, Yun Lie was given the title of King of Yanbei, and could enjoy the title of King for three generations!"

"You should know that the Xunfeng Dynasty rarely crowned a king. In the past 1,700 years, there have been only three kings, and none of them could inherit the throne.

The weight of the title of Yunlie Blood King is not something we can bear with just a single bow."

"For those who practice cultivation in this world, the Purple Palace has a life span of 500 years, the Nirvana has a life span of 1,000 years, and the Pure Yang has a life span of 3,000 years.

If you could see the true appearance of this King of Yanbei, you would only think that he is just a dashing man.

However, if you calculate his life span carefully, it should be less than the number of your hands."

"When Yun Konglie left Xundu, he was still young. The Empress Dowager Huizong gave him three jars of wine as a keepsake.

He often said,"When life is good, you should enjoy it to the fullest, and don't let the golden cup face the moon in vain." However, in order to ensure that he is always sober, he has never drunk alcohol.

Of the three jars of wine, he drank one when the Empress Dowager Huizong passed away, and he drank one after the battle of Huangnan Mountain.

Three jars of wine, he rode through nearly five hundred years, but he never finished them.

He liked to travel freely in his life, but he spent his whole life guarding Yanbei Pass.

It seems that he is majestic and awe-inspiring as the King of Yanbei, but the details are unknown."

"Although very few people know his life span, the powerful monks who experienced the battle that year all saw it clearly.

I think before, you have also seen a person who looked like a puppet enter the teahouse. That person was the King of Yanbei."

"This puppet was specially built for him by the Bingjialou, just to honor him. In order to guard Yanbei, he was even reluctant to separate an incarnation to travel around the mountains and rivers."

"The seventh realm cultivators call him a great power, and the eighth realm cultivators call him a great master.

Yun Konglie is at the peak of the eighth realm. The great powers in the world have never given him a title, and they all call him the King of Yanbei!

Han added him as the ninth on the martial arts list. Do you have any objections?"

Han Lian's voice suddenly rose, and he shouted loudly. Between heaven and earth, it seemed that the battlefield with millions of corpses and blood was visible.

Above the sky, Yun Konglie's gilded drill was flying, and there were bursts of bloody rain!

"none...Woo woo woo...."

In the Luoyu Realm Dynasty, people respected heroes. They only regretted that they had never been born to fight against such a great man.

The listeners wanted to respond to Han Lian, but before they could say anything, they sobbed softly.

Some of the listeners' eyes were already filled with tears.

A cry sounded, and in a blink of an eye, the whole teahouse was filled with a sad atmosphere that could not be dispersed for a long time.

"Mr. Han, is the King of Yanbei really going to die soon? Is there no way to prolong his life?"

Some listeners were unwilling to accept this reality and could not help asking.

After hearing this, many listeners stopped crying and looked at Han Lian with tears in their eyes.

In their hearts, they all had an idea.

When Mr. Han was telling stories, he was able to come up with the elixir that could rejuvenate and increase lifespan. It must be based on something. He must know a lot of ways to prolong life!

Han Lian heard the listeners asking and naturally knew what they were thinking. After a little thought, he decided to give them some hope.

"Although the universe is doomed to fail, there are still many things that defy nature....."

He was about to give an example when he saw the window of the private room above the teahouse open quietly.

A puppet-like figure poked his head out and interrupted Han Lian.

"Don't speak!"

His voice was intermittent, and the tone between words was a bit unpleasant, but everyone looked up and couldn't help but stop talking.

Some of the listeners had already known the identity of this puppet from Han Lian's words and had seen it before, so they bowed down directly.

"Meet King Yanbei!"

"Met King Yanbei...."

For a while, the sound of kowtow was heard everywhere.

"All of you get up!

What's going on? It's as if I'm already dead." Upon seeing this, King Yanbei chuckled.

After seeing the audience standing up one by one, he looked at Han Lian and said with a smile:"Mr. Han, I am naturally aware of your talents and means.

Even if you have the means to prolong your life, don't use it on me.

After all, some of the peak Nirvana Great Lords are about to die. If they can produce a Pure Yang Patriarch for my Xunfeng Dynasty, it can at least extend the country's fortune for a hundred years.

It's really not worth it to lose such means because of me."

After he finished speaking, he shook his head and sighed.

"After all, it is really tiring for me to live."